The Beginning of the Mountain Rain in the Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 22

On the wilderness mountain road, Ji Mengchuan walked towards Yanxia Mountain with Shi Fang covered in scars on his back.

The mountain wind was savage, blowing up the rotting leaves and branches, and the two were speechless for a moment.

The person on the back has a lot of thoughts, whether they are guarding against distrust, avoiding and unwilling to face it, or are confused and don't know how to choose. At this time, Shi Fangshe himself can't sort it out.

Shi Fangshe recalled that on the cliff at that time, Ji Mengchuan said, "Big brother is waiting for you at the other end of Huangquan."

He always felt that Ji Mengchuan hated him to the bone at that time, so he spoke like this.So now he has become more confused, but he is unwilling to ask Ji Mengchuan what he meant by that sentence.

In this life, I have never tasted trust, and the sentimentality in my eyes is all false, unbearable to be true or false, whether I let it go, look back and embrace everything, it will be different.

Suddenly, Ji Mengchuan stopped, because there was a black-clothed swordsman walking towards them full of evil spirits and blood in front of him. The two couldn't help but be vigilant and stared at that person closely.

I saw the man's expression was stern, his eyes were frosty, and there was a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.Dressed in black like a shadow, blowing wildly with the mountain wind, like a night ghost, evil and charming.In the man's hand was a unicorn treading the moon silver knife, flashing a cold murderous intent, and it turned around with the icy aura around him, making people extremely nervous and not allowed to relax.

"The dragon pattern white jade flute on your waist is so beautiful..." the man stopped a dozen steps away, looked at the jade flute on Ji Mengchuan's waist and said.

"It's not surprising that elegant things are everywhere. Your Excellency praises it." Ji Mengchuan retreated two steps quietly.

"Is that extraordinary swordsman named Ji Mengchuan everywhere in the world?"

"Ji is convinced that we have never met before. If there is a martial arts competition, please choose another day." Even so, Ji Mengchuan was still extremely vigilant and never took a step forward.

"Fate made us meet unexpectedly. I was looking for you, and you appeared in front of me. I don't know whose fate it is..." After the man said, his eyes froze, the unicorn silver knife half-twisted, and pointed at Trace Mengchuan.

"Reason?" The inexplicable battle is coming, Ji Mengchuan is extremely puzzled, but he has secretly raised his inner strength and is ready to fight at any time.

"Ha... reason... Do you need a reason to kill someone? If so, then please find yourself the comfort of sleeping in hell!"

One blow breaks the wind, and ten thousand styles come to pay homage.Not in a hurry, fast like a thought in a dream, trance and illusory, soft like black silk wrapped around your fingers, stretching and tossing.

The two wrestled for a while, and then they understood each other. The two knives clashed, caressing the electric light and flint, and made piercing sounds.But in the opposite cold eyes, staring at each other, the blades scattered, one of them turned around and stepped closely to watch the person coming, and the other stood with his head raised and his back turned.

The mountain wind roared, and the wilderness was terrified. The people in the two places were silent, but there was a bit of chill in the silence.

What a strange swordsman, Ji Mengchuan couldn't help thinking to himself.

The strange thing is that this person's swordsmanship is combined with the technique of Tai Chi's transformation, hardness and softness are combined, one knife and one style fit the Tao, but it seems to be done casually, it can be said that there is no flaw.The special thing is that this person has a ferocious and cruel face, bloodthirsty and violent rage, such a rigid and soft strength is really incompatible, just like a butcher can't follow the scriptures.

"Put me down." Shi Fangshe said.

"You do not trust me?"

"You should ask if you believe in yourself, and I only believe in myself."

Ji Mengchuan stared at the unmoving man in black, chuckled twice, and changed his mind.

"Hehe, I was joking, you are free." After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand and gently put the person on his back down.

"You..." Shi Fangshe was startled indifferently, then let out a cold snort, covered his chest, and staggered back a few steps.

"Ha..." Xue Fengchen let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a look of satisfaction.

"The mountain wind far away from the hustle and bustle of the world is always very charming, and the beauty makes people intoxicated..."

"The world is beautiful and prosperous, the most beautiful is nothing but nature, pure and quiet."

Xue Fengchen turned around slowly, revealing a hint of sneer, the cold light of the blade was threatening to the eyes.

"Quiet? Can't you hear the wonderful sound of the wind blowing in your ears?"

"If the heart is not quiet, why listen to the wind?"

"Then what kind of silence can you hear the whine of the knife in your hand?"

"The broken knife is the mourning of the heart."

"Oh..." Xue Fengchen smiled treacherously, raised his sleeve and pointed at Ji Mengchuan's hand with the golden and painted phoenix knife.

"Then if I want you to choose between life and the knife?"

"It's not a choice, because once a knife is in hand, it is a part of life, and only with a knife in hand can it protect the warmth of the heart."

"Then what if it's the person behind you? Choose one with your sword? Don't tell me that you and him are also indistinguishable and live together as one?"

"Excessive self-confidence is the dirt on the cheeks after a fiasco." When he said that, Ji Mengchuan subconsciously moved his body to block Shi Fangshe who was seriously injured and trembling behind him.

"Really? I like confident people, let me see your confidence or your sword skills, which one is superior!" As soon as the words fell, Xue Fengchen raised his sword to attack.

"Back!" Ji Mengchuan shouted in a deep voice, turned his left hand softly, pushed Shifang She behind him away from the battle circle, and then swung the saber in his hand.

One is fast, the other is soft, the entanglement of extreme and ultimate interweaves a beautiful picture of wind and rain, but every scene is a guide from the underworld.

The mountain wind is cold and blows people's hearts, the rotten leaves are fluttering, and the eyes are confused. Why does every disaster always have its shadow, or why is everything animate but ruthless?

The wind moved with the shadows, and the remaining leaves covered the eyes. On the mountain road, only two figures like thunder and lightning drifted among them.

After fighting for a long time, the two were still on par, but Xue Fengchen was uncharacteristically, showing no signs of impatience, his eyes were as cold as nighthawks, and he fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

Suddenly, a tearing feeling came from his heart, Ji Mengchuan couldn't deal with it for a moment, the hand holding the Qilin silver knife trembled slightly, and his strength dropped by four points.

Xue Fengchen seized the right timing, the blade deflected, every move was no longer gentle, but became fast, accurate and ruthless, the knife only took the door of life, and the momentum of killing life suddenly increased.

The severe colic in the heart and mouth became more and more serious, and gradually entered the five senses. Although Ji Mengchuan tried his best to resist, he still couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.

Seizing the gap, Xue Fengchen slashed quickly with his saber, straight to the throat.

"Be careful!" Shi Fangshe felt as if he had been hit by a heavy stone, and wanted to step forward to stop him.

"Back away!" Unexpectedly, Ji Mengchuan used three parts of his palm to brush him back dozens of feet behind him, the saber in his hand was also a little soft, and the blade brushed his temples and went straight to his neck.

Ji Mengchuan tried his best to raise his strength, retreated a blow temporarily, before he had time to catch his breath, he saw the cold light in his eyes, but he had no time to dodge, his left shoulder was hit hard by the blade.

"You are finished, once the blood starts, you will die forever!"

"You!" The blood immediately soaked through the clothes, staining the entire left shoulder red, and the blood soaked into the white clothes, which was even more shockingly red. Some trembling.

"It's okay, calm down, I will definitely protect you!"

"I can't protect myself, and I also want to take care of others. It seems that I am not enough to impress you." Xue Fengchen swirled his knife and pointed at Mengchuan, his cold eyes followed the tip of the knife as if to pierce the opponent's eyes.

"The next knife...where should I cut it?"

Facing this scene, Shi Fangshe suddenly became angry, his eyes were flushed, his fists were clenched, and the breath around him was uncontrollably agitated.

"I like the look in your eyes now. I can't help but want to let you go. What should I do? Do you want to go?"

Ji Mengchuan turned his head slightly and took a look at Shi Fangshe, then he felt that something was wrong, it was a sign of going crazy again, so he made a decisive decision and raised his hand to strike the wind.

"You!" Shi Fangshe stared at Ji Mengchuan in astonishment, then fell to the ground unconscious.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ji Mengchuan coughed a few times while covering his chest, and his heart ached again.

What a powerful palm force, the blow went straight to the lungs, I thought it would be no serious problem, but I didn't know that the energy had already been entrenched and hidden in the body, and it burst out with the flowing inner breath at this moment, and it couldn't be dispelled for a while.

"You are so brave, aren't you afraid that I will sneak in and kill him?" Xue Fengchen squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Mengchuan, the silver knife in his hand was pointing directly at Ji Mengchuan.

"It's not big, but it's small."

"Then you are very confident, so confident?"

"Yifei..." Ji Mengchuan twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a half-smile, "I just hate choices. Every choice is destined to have sacrifices, so when the choice comes, I will leave the choice to God." Decide."

"Why do you have to say it so beautifully, huh...but..." Xue Fengchen paused and said, "I think I like your words very much, because I really hate people who are more confident and bold than me. people."

"So why did you kill me?"

"Hmph!" Xue Fengchen snorted coldly, his face suddenly gloomy.

"Because you're annoying!" After shouting in a low voice, Xue Fengchen swung his saber and attacked fiercely.

Helpless, Ji Mengchuan had no choice but to raise the saber to go up, but he had to use three-point internal energy to suppress the palm strength that wandered around his body, so he was restrained everywhere, and he was in a dangerous situation.

After several more battles, Ji Mengchuan, who became more and more tired, had already been stabbed several times in his body. Although he avoided the vital points, he was already scarred and his white clothes were red.

"You are so stubborn that I am disgusted, I am almost impatient!"

Sweat mixed with blood flowed layer by layer, Ji Mengchuan took a breath and looked at Xue Fengchen without answering.

"The game is over, I want to kill him with one blow!" After finishing speaking, Xue Fengchen raised his sword and attacked Ji Mengchuan again, but when he was close to Ji Mengchuan, he secretly held the three-leaf lancet in his hand.

Ji Mengchuan sideways dodged the sharp silver blade, but saw a silver light rushing towards ten directions, so he immediately turned around and swung the knife to block the flying knife, but he couldn't dodge another flying knife chasing the wind , the sharp blade pierced the left chest, and it was half an inch away from the heart. As Ji Mengchuan turned and moved, the blood couldn't stop flowing.

"Interesting...then come again!" Xue Fengchen smiled charmingly, then half-spun the silver knife, inserted one into the ground, and then took out two willow-leaf flying knives.

The flying leaves were like rain and lightning, one wave after another, Ji Mengchuan couldn't help sighing, this person is not only good at swordsmanship, but he doesn't want to use such a perfect hidden weapon, I'm afraid it's a sad pass, it's really a disaster.

"What, it's still too late to leave him and escape, I can pretend to release some water!" Xue Fengchen looked at Ji Mengchuan, who was covered in bruises and blood, and was already surprised in his heart. It seems that there are many scars, but in fact, none of them hit the vital point. This person can always avoid the gate of life skillfully, and it is not easy to count.

Ji Mengchuan still didn't speak, in fact, he couldn't hold on for long, his eyes were blurred due to excessive blood loss, the pain in his chest couldn't be suppressed for a long time, he was already on the verge of falling while breathing, only relying on a Supported by the will and belief that will not fall down, the long knife in his hand is like a huge boulder.

"I'm going to cut you into pieces, mix your bones and blood into the soil, and throw them into the deep mountains and old forests far away, so that you will never see a single person in your life!" After finishing speaking, Xue Fengchen pulled out the silver knife, Slowly walk towards Jimengchuan.

Ji Mengchuan wanted to stand up and fight again, but he wobbled a few times and then knelt down on one knee, but he couldn't pull out the knife in his hand.

With the sound of dead branches smashing, Xue Fengchen stood in front of Ji Mengchuan, staring coldly at him, and slowly raised the silver knife in his hand.

Suddenly there was a familiar breath in the wind, and a burst of footsteps came from far and near.

"Hmph, annoying!" Xue Fengchen looked towards the other side of the mountain road, then roared in a low voice, and immediately put away his knife and jumped away.

"Stop!" Waiting Qian Yuehen flew to Ji Mengchuan, but only saw Xue Fengchen's black figure passing by for a moment, so he sighed helplessly, turned around and saw Ji Mengchuan dripping with blood , he gasped in surprise.

"How could it be you!" Immediately, he supported Ji Mengchuan who was on the verge of falling. From a rough look, it seemed that there was no fatal wound, and he was slightly relieved.

"Ah, it's you... It seems that my luck is not too bad..." After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly.

"You can still laugh, don't you know that you almost died? Why did you provoke him?"

"I don't know him. I don't know why this person suddenly blocked the way. Do you know him?"

"Let's talk about this later. I'll take you to find a place to heal your wounds first. If you bleed again, you're really going to die."

"Take us to Mr. Rin."

"Huh?" Qian Yuehen noticed Shi Fangshe lying on the ground, and was a little puzzled.

"His injury is very serious? It must be Lin Feng?" Qian Yuehen felt that Lin Feng had a weird personality, so he didn't want to have any more contact with him.

"It's not that there is no one else, it's just that there is no one with good medical skills for a while, and ordinary doctor doctors can't cure him. It's just a madness, which has been in his mind for a long time."

"Understood!" After saying that, Qian Yuehen put Shifang She on his back, and walked towards Yanxia Mountain with Ji Mengchuan.

On a hill, the man in black stared at the three people who were gradually disappearing, his eyes were stern and gloomy.

"Next time, I will chop off your hand first, and let you steal other people's things!"

Yanxia Mountain

After Qian Yuehen sent the two of them to Yanxia Mountain, he left in a hurry after only explaining a few words.

When Wuyi Yushang's two attendants saw Ji Mengchuan's face, they were shocked for a long time and couldn't calm down. Seeing that he was covered in blood and unconscious, they thought he was about to die. Kneeling in front of Lin Feng, he kept kowtowing for help.

"Yo, it's interesting, those who are not dead are impatient, but those who are about to die don't care about it, it's really interesting..." Lin Feng said, pulling out the last silver needle from Ji Mengchuan's eyebrows, and then went to the desk to write the prescription.

"Ah? Sir, you mean..." The two of them stopped, and they were taken aback for a moment.

"My husband may mean that this one can't die, it's not a big problem." After finishing speaking, Xiao An pointed to the next door, "That's the one that's going to die, the big problem!"

"This..." The two were stunned for a moment, and then came to their senses. They rushed to Lin Fengjie like the wind, and were about to kneel down to beg for mercy, but Lin Fengjie stopped him.

"Do you know that if a person receives worship at will, his life will be shortened?"

"I'm sorry... No matter what, I beg you to save our master, and I will repay you like a cow and a horse in the future!" Yu Chang said.

"Please sir!" Wuyi said.

"I think that as a doctor, heals the wounded and rescues the dying. Being a good adult, you will inevitably be worshiped by others. It is the same as that Bodhisattva's blessing, and you will definitely live a long life!" .

"You eat too much, your head gets bigger, and your reactions become slower."

"Ah! Why!" Xiao An roared twice and began to slap the table.

"You all say I'm fat! I obviously haven't eaten anything, and I'm still hungry!" As he spoke, he began to whine and shake his head.

"Do you know what it means to be noisy?"

"Think I'm noisy! I know!"

"No, if you continue to quarrel, you will really quarrel the person on the bed to death!"

"Why not! My voice is so low!"

Seeing that the elder and younger were so funny at this moment, the two were really at a loss, they could only look at the two joking and hesitant to speak, with cold sweat dripping from their backs and foreheads, their tight hands already embedded in their flesh.

"What are you doing stupidly?"

"Ah?" The two of them finally came to their senses, and when they looked up, they saw two prescriptions standing in front of their eyes.

"This one promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, regulates qi and regulates breath, the one that traces Mengchuan, and the other one next door."

"Yes, I understand! Thank you..." Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feng waved his hand and left.

"Hey? Wait for me, sir!" Seeing that Lin Feng had left, Xiao An also followed behind.

"What a trick of fate, I didn't expect that the one who saved us would be..." Before he could finish speaking, Yu Chang choked with sobs, his eyes rippling.

Year after year, day after day, years of cold and heat cycles, how much strength is needed to calmly say that name again.

"Now is not the time to be sad, as long as we have not fallen, so we must save the master no matter what, otherwise we will be ashamed of the eldest son even if we die." After Wuyi said, he turned to look at Ji Mengchuan who was unconscious on the bed, his eyes firm.

"I understand, I know what I should do, but I was too anxious and lost my mind." After finishing speaking, Yu Chang wiped the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to decoct the medicine, just take care of me." Both of them."

"I see, let's go."

"En." Yu Chang replied in a low voice and left with the prescription.